She bucked underneath him, screaming for more, her legs wrapped around his head not wanting him to stop. She came right then when his expert fingers c...rcled her clit. He did not stop then, instead inserting a long finger inside her virgin pussy. He slowly played with her, letting her get accustomed to his touch. He held her down as he watched her try to squeeze her legs together each time his finger invaded her. She turned in his arms, wanting his closeness, his warmth. He kissed her deeply. His name was Mr Brown, an ageing gentleman with old school values. I wore my tightest crop top that I could find in my wardrobe, along with red fishnet stockings and high heels, suspender belt, and a skimpy skirt, which only just covered my bottom, and no knickers to hopefully enhance my prospects of securing the release of money that I needed from him. When I entered his office, he looked me up and down, his facial expression not even showing a glimmer of interest. I can remember thinking to. Put that one, the long one, against the base of the tooth and use the other rock to smash it out."Nodding her head, Mary rose stiffly from her knees and went outside in search of a suitable rock. Since the canyon wall was continually sloughing off slabs of stone, it took very little effort to find exactly what she needed, a piece of rock that tapered to a point. To make certain it was solid enough to work, Mary pounded experimentally against the canyon wall. Her rock held without. Certainly they stared at one another the whole time and just used her as a convenient receptacle; for some reason, this tickled her fancy and enabled her to enjoy herself.Then there was the young kid with the greasy hair. Sevus? Srevas? He rarely plundered her, and when he did he forced her to drink Polyjuice potion first. She had no idea whose form her body took on those occasions, but whoever she was she tasted like strawberries. It was a salve to her psyche to be someone else for a change..